"Alive. There was never a question of it, Annie. Not for a moment. Captain Jack Sparrow is not about to get himself killed by moving many large, heavy boxes."

Jack wanted nothing more than to take hold of her right there and then, but he realized that doing so might mar this creation. Instead, his arms dropped to his sides, fingers tapping nervously against the pockets of his coat. One of these pockets held a small object that suddenly felt as though it weighed just as much as the crates he'd had to unload from the cargo ship. His reward.

"I missed you."